Buddha Complex - Breaking
break dance on ya grill, homie
Buddha Complex
Buddha Complex, your mother's best friend...
Lyrics
Intro/
I could write a song about you if I wanted to
x3
And when the James Han battles with the Buddha Complex...
Verse 1/
I wanted to make a song about the beauty of livin
but livins a duty to me, to breathe is human restriction
I'm sick of this, pull cigarette smoke to end it and hope
heaven is open so I get to head in and go
ahead in forgettin the bullshit I left when I choked
but instead I'm still living, it's the shit I don't know
preoccupyin my mind, often I'm divided by the options
I'm provided by a life of watching God with eyes and
thoughts that I compiled while cops was on to all the tribal wars
while Columbines outside their line of sight
I could philosophise about our life with lofty ideas
but I'm a product of fear reared and brainwashed through the years
Who's to blame for Buddha's anger? Is it you or them
or units that you put into the state legislature?
'cause Mr. President and senator could get a loaded weapon
in they throat and rectum, shit, I'll pull the trigger
I'm tired of waitin to expire, I'ma take all the ways
I've tried to escape and set that date on fire
I'm tired of saying I'm tired, I'ma make some waves and make
my namesake's face make a smile
Take a while, I'll cause earthquakes for more than 8 miles
till I'm sure the floors break in style
Trainin day is now, till James is famous, shout
till soundwaves break a mountain range down
Hook/
There's only so much a man could take
before the sadness and anger has to break him
x2
I need you to want me to survive through all this
I'm always gon rise, I'll never die or forfeit
a title or reward that I've tried my all to get
I'll ride against the tides of armies marching in
x2
